Gay you knew gay poem overcast poem
but this rubber ball
like a chivalrously
incoherent lover
and his inspired translations
thrown into your life,
throws you into what,
some Fellini-Lite movie?
Forewarned is forewrecked.
Now begin the "amulet buying years."
Ask the D.O.T.
to put "fugue state"
on your driver's license.
Wear an "UNRELIABLE NARRATOR"
Medic-Alert bracelet.
You don't want your partner's
first clue to be the fact
that you sold the cemetery plot
on the right side of him
to a terminally-aggrieved lesbian
who fought in two wars
but sleeps alone. Tacky
ships sink fastest.
Tuck that ticking under
your ridiculous tongue!
They choose most wisely
who choose not at all.
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